Living Colour - Type Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Type By Living Colour?
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Monotype Blood type Are you my type? Minimalism Abstract expressionism Postmodernism Is it? We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Corporate religion Televangahypnotism Suffer till you die For the sweet-bye-and-bye Science and technology, the new mythology Look deep inside Empty We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Everything that goes around Comes around Hypothetical Theoretical Circumstantial evidence Irrelevance Don't think twice Just roll the dice Pay the price Snake eyes We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where the truth is concealed This is the time when the lie is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real We are the children of concrete and steel This is the place where your fate has been sealed This is the time when your life is revealed Everything is possible, but nothing is real Everything that goes around Comes around |
Who Wrote Type By Living Colour?
Vernon Reid
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What's The Duration Of The Type By Living Colour?The duration of Type is 6:26 minutes and seconds. |
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